[Another contribution from JW: both art and poem.]
The perfect ideal.
A pristine face.
An impeccable body.
Say it isn’t so.
Outstanding?
Awesome?
Hardly.
How remarkably inhuman.
Nothing of substance to glory in.
So unlike the human condition.
Simply unbelievable.
Doubtless, the romantic strives to
articulate the perfect ideal.
And let us not forget the artistic
renderings:
vast and varied are these
attempts to portray it.
Yet could it ever be?
Not likely.
Point of fact:
Flawless beauty is an oxymoron.
Then, pray tell, who are the “beautiful
people” we hear so much about?
The creators and perpetrators of the
illusion?
Or equally disillusioned?
What manner of person willfully
elevates themselves above others
merely by appearance?
Who is the actual court jester?
The person looked down upon,
or the one doing the looking?
After all, flaws in character are
equally, if not more, detrimental
than flaws in appearance.
Wow, you dug deep into the files to find those. But I’m glad you can get some use out of them.
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We like all your work, bro. And thanks, again.
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Perfection of the human form is impossible, yet so many people—especially women—beat themselves up for not being what the media tells us is beautiful. From big boobs and butts, six-pack abs, thigh gap, no hip-dips, and looking like a fresh-faced teenager, we are daily told we aren’t good enough. And we feel like crap, though we know we shouldn’t. 🙁
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Just like fashion and trends, which is another person or groups opinion of how you should look or act. Don’t buy into the crap, cuz’ it’s all subjective anyway. Thanks, baby.
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